Shawn Mendes Imagines

Thursday Morning

{Shawn's POV}

Turning around in my shared bed, I stared at Y/N; took in all her features. How her brown curls slightly frame her face, her nose twitched every once in a while as she dreamt, her pink lips were slightly parted; showing her perfect teeth.

I realised how much I loved her. How every time she said my name, my heart would skip a beat. My heart warmed at the sound of her laugh, or the sight of her smile. Her voice was my favourite song that I could listen to for hours.

I stepped out of bed, making my way down into the kitchen. I made myself a cup of coffee in only my sweatpants and sat down on a kitchen stool. I buried my head in my hands, trying to figure out why I felt this way.

I love her - correction, I loved her. I loved everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, her eyes. Everything. But something snapped that Thursday morning. Something changed inside me that made me realise: I no longer loved her.

"Hey, Shawn." She yawned. I smiled and wrapped my arms around her, trying to regain the feeling of the love I once had. "You're squashing me." She muttered into my chest and let out a small chuckle. I released her and looked into her eyes

"I love you." I said. I knew those words meant nothing, but I had to get the excitement back. For her and my sake.

"I love you too." She said. I shook my head and released both of her hands. "Shawn, what's wrong?" She asked

"It's not the same." I paced around the kitchen with my hands over my face.

"What's not the same?" Panic took over her face as I turned away.

"I...I don't love you anymore."

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Short and sad chapter yay
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